First to Get to Second Base

Guys – do you remember who let you get to second base first - name, circumstances, anything?

Gals – do you remember who you let get there first?

I ask because you always (well, ALMOST always, I guess) remember the circumstances surrounding virginity, and almost always remember first kisses, but this is a milestone that for me anyway is lost in the mists of memory. I’m in my forties now, and although I rememebr the First Kiss and the First Doing It, the First hand-on-bare-boob moment has completely escaped me now.

Am I alone?

My first extra-base hit was a homerun, so any memory of feeling my first bare boob is buried by the memory of the ensuing 14 seconds of joy.

Yup. I was 15ish, on a hill near my school, we were kissing, and I pulled my top down, took his hand, pulled it to my breast, and got to watch his eyes go wide. Good times.

I remember the name, the place, and the circumstances. I was fourteen then; 53 years ago.

I was fifteen, in a nice little copse of trees, and it’s all still crystal clear, though only five years ago. Seriously, I’m surprised that the OP is missing that one.

I have to admit, I’m stumped on this one, too. I’m only 39, and remember distinctly just about every other event. But as for my first time petting the sweater puppies, that memory is lost forever.

I remember it quite well – the girl’s name, the rough date, and the place. I’m 55.

I remember that one, in pretty vivid detail. I do not, however, remember my first kiss. Seriously. I really wish I did, but I’ve got nothin’.

Yep. I remember the girl, the place, everything else in pretty good detail. I can’t remember what movie was playing, but it was early summer of 1971.

It was actually the same as my first (real) kiss - my 21st birthday, in a sketch-tastic hostel in Paris.

Like Diogenes, it was also the night I lost my virginity so I have a pretty good memory of it.

14 in the bushes buy her house. Probably would have gone farther but for the damn sprinklers which came on a quashed any amorous ideas.

Thirteen, Adam, his house.

I remember it quite well, Lori and Beth, a room in the Olympic Hotel in Munich, fifteen years old. Got to third base too.

Ah yes. At the movies with little Betsy Clark.
I even remember the name of the movie: Shrek 3.

OK I stole that from Steve Martin.
I actual fact, I remember the girl, Donna, but not the exact moment: there were many.

I was 13, as was she and we are both 60 now. It was at the American theater in New Boston, OH. It has since been torn down. She later became our class lesbian. I don’t think there is a direct correlation.

Ooops, I was about 14 I believe.

Yup, it was only about 3 years ago though.

I remember, but mostly because the girl was my first for almost everything, and I was the same for her. First kiss, first GF, first second base, first third base, and first oral. Stopped just shy of penetration. So yeah, while I certainly don’t remember the exact day, I do know it was in her dorm room in early to mid September.

Good point…I can’t remember it. I can remember everything else but I can’t remember the first time I got to second base.

I can remember the first time I saw a bare pair of breasts. It was at an outdoor concert in the middle of August. The odds were in my favour.